Category: post-apocalyptic

In this beautifully made short film, a father and daughter have survived an unnamed apocalyptic event and live together in a secret location safely hidden away from a nearby city. When the daughter develops an infection and is in need of antibiotics, they are forced to venture out in search of medicine for her.

They discover both what they do and do not want to find, and in the end, the film delivers a powerful message about fear and love.

Here’s the trailer on Vimeo:

The acting is genuine and the characters endearing. The setting is beautiful. The story will stick with you.

Candy and Birdy live together in the back of a now-defunct bowling alley centuries after the end of traditional life. An alien ship hangs above the earth, quiet and perhaps dead.

Candy goes out to scavenge and trade while Birdy stays at home, building art pieces from scrap metal and glass.

One day, while sitting in the bowling alley, the ball return suddenly and unexpectedly starts up and one lone ball returns along the track. It’s deposited next to her. When Candy returns and she tells him about the incident, the two of them consider possible meanings. Has the alien ship awoken? If so, what does it mean? Candy sets out on a quest to discover why things have begun to change. This is his odyssey and, while he’s gone, Birdy has her own.

That life is somehow changing, they know, but why and what it will mean for them in the end, they do not.

They each have personal concerns that go far deeper than their worries about the space ship. Candy worries that he is not brave enough to protect Birdy should he need to. Birdy is devoted to her art and to the pop culture relics they both revere. She prays to an enshrined photograph of Michael Jordan, hoping and believing that he will protect Candy. She gives Candy a plastic toy sword from Carrefour to protect himself with during his travels, and for those who might smirk at the idea, it does, in fact, do just that.

Crumbs tells us–rather, reminds us–that the true ending of the world as we know it can be a very personal thing. And it doesn’t have to involve bombs or wars or disease. It can be as simple and as profound as the end of a belief.